[1] I saw a wayworn traveler in [5] tattered garments [1] clad
And stuggling up the mountain it [5] seemed that he was [1] sad
His back was laden heavy his [5] strength was almost [1] gone
Yet he shouted as he traveled [5] deliverance has [1] come

Then palms (palms) of victory [5] crowns (crowns) of [1] glory
Palms (palms) of victory [5] I shall [1] wear

I saw him in the evenin' the sun was sinkin' low
He'd overcome the mountain and reached the vale below
He saw that golden city his everlasting home
And shouted loud Hosanna deliverance will come

While gazing on that city just o'er the narrow flood
A band of holy angels came from the throne of God
They bore him on their pinions safe o'er the dashin' foam
And joined him in his triumph deliverance has come

It seems I hear the angels around the throne so grand
They're shouting glad Hosanna we've reached the promised land
When we have reached that city our race on Earth we've run
We'll all shout loud Hosanna deliverance has come